Okay. I’m calm now.
If I didn’t have a heart condition before, I have one now!
Okay, everyone…raise your voices high:
Cheer, cheer for Old Notre Dame
Wake up the echoes cheering her name,
Send the volley cheer on high,
Shake down the thunder from the sky,
What though the odds be great or small
Old Notre Dame will win over all,
While her loyal sons are marching
Onward to Victory.
Brady Quinn, if I wasn’t old enough to be your mother and if I wasn’t already married, I’d snatch you up so fast it wouldn’t even be funny.
And all I can say about next week is:
Pooh, pooh Purdue!
The Irish are comin’ after YOU!
Go freakin’ Irish! You guys ROCK!
I now return you to my regularly scheduled blog.